I remembered that from the bedroom on the train. Their heads were held high with their faces pointed up, which thrust their firm tits out. All three h...d a gleaming silver collars on with rings on the sides and in front. Then I noticed they also wore cuffs with rings on their ankles and wrists.Ayala looked at me. "Your sister slaves. They belong to your Master. The blonde one is called Salome, the brunette is Mira and the black haired one is Sura." I saw their names on their collars. That is. Now feeling a little drowsy at last, she returned to her hotel room and climbed into bed.**Christine awakened with a start and a gasp, sitting up and pressing her hand tight over her sex. As she caught her breath and regained her senses, she realized that her panties were soaking wet beneath her fingers. She let out a breathy moan and collapsed back to the pillow, her hand still between her legs.She remembered the dream vividly, and her fingers teased her need as the scenes played through her. Boys don't get names until their first child is born, girls if they live through giving birth. Until then, we are just called child of father and mother. It is not a name I can use here."I heard the sadness in her voice, so I asked her, "Can I call you LC for little cutie then? I can't see your face, but I can guess that you are really cute."She liked it and said that she would tell the nurses that they could call her LC from now on. Only we would know what it meant.When we got back to my room,. Stuffed. Can we try again?”“We can but I don’t think you’ll fare any better.”She sighed. “I’ll just take some senna. Well, thanks for trying.”“I think what you need,” I replied, “is an enema.”“Do you mean from the drugstore?”“The squeeze-bottle ones? Those contain a strong salt solution and I don’t think they’re good for you. What I’m suggesting is plain water.”“Isn’t that what an anal douche is?”“An anal douche is a sort of enema, but it only fills your rectum or maybe a bit further. What I’m.